He didn't expect Su Bai to agree, he just deliberately took out the car keys to show off.
Unexpectedly, Su Bai responded: "Okay, I promise you."
"What?" Jiang Shaofeng was shocked. He didn't expect Su Bai to agree without even thinking.
"Although I don't have a car, you should know my sister's Qingfeng Biopharmaceutical. As long as you win, I will definitely ask my sister for a Porsche for you." Su Bai shrugged.
Li Kaoxiong, Tan Yuhan and others looked at Su Bai as if they were crazy. A novice who didn't even have a horse actually wanted to compete with the top 16 amateur riders and the champion horse?
There is no need to think about this result!
Hearing that Su Bai had moved out of Su Qingyao, Mu Xiyu frowned even more, snorted coldly, but said nothing. It would be better if he lost a game, so that he could remember it better, so as not to know the difference between the world and the world!
"Okay, it's a deal!"
After reacting, Jiang Shaofeng took a deep look at Su Bai.
He naturally knew that Su Bai also had a business genius sister, Su Qingyao. Su Qingyao's Qingfeng Biopharmaceutical entered the top five in Jiangzhou's pharmaceutical market in just two years, and was now competing with his mother's company.
With Su Qingyao's behavior, if Su Bai loses, she will definitely honor her bet.
Jiang Shaofeng felt excited at the thought of winning another million-dollar luxury car in the blink of an eye.
Once the bet is established, the next step is preparation.
A group of business tycoons gathered around and pointed at Su Bai and Jiang Shaofeng. They were also happy to watch the two little guys' bet.
"That little guy riding a thoroughbred horse, I know, is the son of the deputy mayor Jiang Tiansheng's family. Although his equestrian skills are not as good as professional ones, he managed to reach the top sixteen of the amateur class at that time, even though the competition was just a group of young men.
The organization is boring, but it is much better than ordinary people."
"Who is the other little guy? He looks very strange! His courage is pretty good, but his brain is a bit lacking, haha."
"As far as I know, the thoroughbred horse owned by the general's son is the fastest sprint horse in the entire club. It has a championship pedigree. There are probably not many horses in the entire racecourse that can rival that horse."
"That little guy wants people but no one, and wants horses but no horses. How can this be compared? He will definitely lose."
Everyone was talking a lot.
What's more, the good guys opened the market and whoever lost the game won. Su Bai's winning ratio was as high as 100 to 1. He was an upset among the upsets. No one present who knew the situation was optimistic about him.
"Mr. Jiang is ready. Mr. Su, where is your mount?"
Mu Xiyu's female coach was acting as the temporary referee and was looking at Su Bai with a frown.
Jiang Shaofeng looked fully equipped, including hand guards, knee pads, helmet, riding crop, and knight uniform. He was sitting on the sidelines warming up. In contrast, Su Bai didn't even change his clothes and was still wearing his original clothes.
The casual clothes and horse racing clothes are nowhere to be found.
'This is a competition, not a house game.'
The female coach frowned at Su Bai and shook her head secretly.
"Mount?" Su Bai pointed to the Welsh horse that Mu Xiyu rode before, and said calmly: "Just use it."
The female coach's eyes widened and she said in disbelief: "Mr. Su, the Welsh horse is a two-year-old warmblood horse, and it is not even qualified to race horses!"
Horse breeds in the world can be roughly divided into three types according to their temperaments: hot-blooded horses, warm-blooded horses, and cold-blooded horses.
Hot-blooded horses have the most explosive personalities, and hot-blooded horses are basically used in horse racing. Warm-blooded horses have a docile personality and are mostly used for riding. Cold-blooded horses are the most powerful and are mainly used as draft horses for pulling carts.
In more than ten years of horse riding experience, the female coach has never heard that warmblood horses can go on the track!
The people around him looked at Su Bai as if they were crazy, but he didn't care and said calmly: "I say it will work, and it will work."
Su Bai's language was plain, but he carried an undoubted confidence.
The female coach wanted to persuade her again, but Su Bai had already turned over, rode directly on the horse, and said to Mu Xiyu, "I'll lend you your horse."
Mu Xiyu glanced at him and said nothing. It seemed to her that Su Bai had already decided to break the pot and bite the bullet.
Being so impulsive and doing things regardless of the consequences, no wonder Mu Xiyu's eyes were full of disappointment when she was kicked out of the Su family.
"It's just nonsense."
The onlookers shook their heads secretly. This is a complete amateur. He doesn't even know the breed of horse, but he wants to race with others!
It's like using a tractor to compete with a supercar. Even if the world champion comes, you can't win.
The people around who could come to the equestrian club naturally knew a lot about horses. Seeing Su Bai's appearance, they couldn't help but shake their heads and sentenced him to death in their hearts.
"Are you going to compete with me like this?" Jiang Shaofeng glanced at him sideways.
Seeing Chen Fan sitting on the Welsh horse, looking carefree, Li Kaoxiong and Tan Yuhan even laughed out loud. What is the difference between Su Bai and admitting defeat?
Immediately afterwards, the game started.
The female coach waved her flag and shot Shaofeng out like an arrow. That thoroughbred horse was worthy of being a famous horse with a championship pedigree. It sprinted through less than half of the 400-meter track in an instant.
On the other hand, Su Bai was still sitting leisurely on the Welsh horse, standing at the starting point, not moving.
"Young Master Su, why don't you run away? Did you admit defeat in advance?" Li Kaoxiong asked with a sneer on his face.
"Hmph, I think he knew he was going to lose, so he just didn't come out to embarrass himself." Tan Yuhan was standing next to him and finally couldn't help but sneer.
"Let's go, don't look any further!" Several middle-aged men in suits and ties shook their heads and prepared to leave. They thought that Su Bai would have some trump cards if he was so calm, but they didn't expect that in the end, he would rely on his mouth to hold on.
At this time, Jiang Shaofeng was already less than 20 meters from the finish line. When he looked excited, he turned to look at Su Bai, his eyes full of excitement and joy.
He was very aggrieved when he lost to Su Bai in Taekwondo. Today he was finally able to avenge his humiliation, and he also won a million-dollar luxury car. Thinking of this, even his temperament couldn't help it.
Laughed loudly.
"Haha, Su Bai, you lose!"
Before he finished speaking, he saw a slight smile on Su Bai's lips, "Really?"
The next second, he pointed at Jiang Shaofeng expressionlessly and shouted softly: "Ding!"
It's the low-level spell, body-holding technique!
In an instant, the purebred horse under Shaofeng suddenly turned from motion to stillness, came to an abrupt stop, and stopped 10 meters away from the finish line.
"what happened?"
Everyone was confused when they saw this scene, and many people even looked up eagerly to see what happened.
"Why did he stop? Did he want to tease his opponent again?"
Although some people think this way, more people see that something is wrong.
Jiang Shaofeng jumped off the horse with a gloomy face, and pulled the horse rope forward desperately, but the pureblood horse could not move, as if it had been cast by an immortal. The end point was only ten meters away, but these ten meters
, in Jiang Shaofeng’s eyes, it was like a natural chasm.
"Now, it's my turn." Under everyone's glazed eyes, Su Bai smiled softly and gently pinched the horse's belly. The Welsh horse carried Su Bai and walked forward leisurely at a walking speed of several meters per second.
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In the incredulous expressions of everyone, in the disbelief of Li Kaohsiung, Tan Yuhan and others as if they had seen a ghost, in the puzzlement of Mu Xiyu's furrowed brows, in the surprise of the onlookers whose eyeballs exploded all over the place.
The Welsh horse walked slowly across a distance of several hundred meters, slowly passed the ashen-faced Jiang Shaofeng, then slowly walked into the finish line, and finally won the victory slowly.
